(Brodie come in here)
(Legend made another one)
(It's the gang)
Nigga I push the hood and I don't need a label (don't need a label nigga)
Nigga you get rocked and I ain't got a cradle (pop, pop, pop)
Step yo goofy ass back cause these shots fatal
No pin, no pad, but you can get stapled. (No rap shit)
Bitch gave me a 8 ball like a pool table,
She still don't see my work (don't see my work)
Bitch bring me back the world bitch fuck yo perks
but she say it's too much, (too much) Cudi get up on that, they acting too tough. (too tough)
These niggas playing crazy, you know bullets ain't got No Names,
Ain't into killing babies (ah, ah, ah,) fuck nigga keep yo head on (keep yo head up)
Sliding in that fish bowl you know you dead wrong, dead and gone,
know we let it sing like its Trey Songz, yo bitch buggin' me telling me you ain't home
cause when I see you it's stuck to me like my backbone. (ah, ah, ah, ah)
Yeah I got it nigga,
nah I ain't a donkey nigga,
sucka tried to get up on me last time I was horny nigga
I played smooth, my niggas move wreckless nigga
If I had a Nike suit on still wouldn't check a nigga,
even if he do, still bet we get the best of niggas,
(ah, ah, ah) Parameds got to check a nigga, Hell nah nigga,
We ain't tusslin' nigga,
we saw you niggas had a ball but you fumbled nigga (goof ass)
Now it's lookin' like we got the shine
I don't care how bad you is you payin' for this time,
I don't care how many bodies I'm payin' every dime, (ooo, wee)
We still steppin' nigga (woo babies nigga) Free The Thugs though, aye aye
poles waiting around look like a gun show
Nigga I push the hood and I don't need a label (2-1 nigga)
Nigga you get rocked and I ain't got a cradle
Step yo goofy ass back cause these shots fatal
No pin, no pad, but you can get stapled.
Bitch gave me a 8 ball like a pool table,
She still don't see my work
Bitch bring me back the world bitch fuck yo perks
but she say it's too much,
Cudi get up on that,
they acting too tough. (ooo, ah ah)
